*FLASHBACK*
"Sam, am I pretty?" Quinn asked. They were playing truth or dare.
"No." Quinn was expecting a yes from her boyfriend.
"Okay, do you want to be with me forever?" Quinn was confused.
"No."
"Would you cry if I walked away?" Quinn was starting to feel tears go down her cheek.
"No."
Quinn ran out of the room crying, and Sam grabbed her arm. "Quinn, your not pretty, you're beautiful, I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever, I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die. I love you."
I put my arms around his neck and kissed him. "I love you too."
*END OF FLASHBACK*
That was the first time we said "I love you". Now we have a baby and a house of our own.
Stella, that's the name of our baby. It was Sam's idea, after his 2 year old sister that passed away.
I have everything I ever wanted. But I still have one part of me left to fill. I want to marry Sam. But every time I bring it up he gets all uncomfortable. Does he not feel the same way?
"Sam, honey. I want to get married but you don't feel the same way do you?" I wanted to get straight to the point.
"No."
"Do you want to have another child with me?"
"No."
"Do you even care about me anymore?"
"No."
Quinn snapped. She bawled and ran out of the room. Sam grabbed her arm. "Quinn, I don't want to get married. I'd love to get married. I don't want to have another child with you. I'd be honored to have another child with you. I don't care about you anymore. I love you more than ever. Will you marry me?"
Sam got down on one knee, and opened a box with a beautiful ring in it with a beautiful green stone.
"It matches-" Quinn started to say. "Your eyes, I know." Sam smiled. "Of course I'll marry you!"
"I love you, Quinn Evans."
I hugged him. "Sam." "Yes?" "I'm pregnant." "Oh my gosh! That's wonderful!"
I was complete.